“Hi.” Nick’s husky voice skirts up my spine as his arms wrap around my waist. “How do you like your presents?” he asks, his mouth leaving light kisses up my neck until his teeth take my ear.
“Is this what I think it is?” I ask him, my nerves evident in the way my voice shakes around the question.
“We don’t have to if you don’t want to,” he says against my hair. “But I’d love to have some fun tonight at dinner.”
I set the toy down on the bed and turn around in his arms, trying my hardest to get some courage as I face him. My face and chest are hot, and my throat is dry at the thought of secretly playing in front of everyone at the restaurant.
His hands go to the sides of my face before they tangle in my hair. He kisses my forehead, then my cheeks, and then my mouth. I push up onto my tiptoes and wrap my arms around his neck as his hands move down and his fingers dig into my ass.
“Is that a yes?” he asks against my lips.
“Is the gorgeous outfit for me?” I pull away from him and tug my sweater over my head. His eyes immediately dip to my breasts that are obscenely pushed up thanks to the bra I bought especially for tonight. It’s a deep red with a gold lace overlay, and it forces my girls up to my chin.
I tug my jeans over my hips next and watch as his pupils widen when he sees my matching thong. I kick off my shoes and jeans and step closer to him until I can smell his aftershave. His scent is so comforting. I run my hand under his shirt and smile when his stomach jumps under my touch.
“You sure you want to go out for dinner?” I ask him, letting my hands move to his back as I pull him flush against my body. He grunts and runs his fingers through his hair.
“Stop tempting me, little minx.” He takes my face in his hands and kisses me, forcing my mouth to open to his. “Now let’s get that toy inside of this pretty little pussy.”
With the last few words, one of his hands moves between my thighs and cups me. I’m already wet for him, for what I want him to do to me instead of taking me out to dinner. But the thought of playing in public intrigues me.
His fingers push past the fabric, and he grins as he finds me soaked for him. Running his fingertips up and around my clit, he forces a moan from my lips.
“Lie down for me, Holly,” he tells me, gently pushing me back toward the bed. He moves the outfit out of the way before I sit down and recline back. His hands run up my legs, squeezing and kneading my thighs as he goes. A small kernel of anxiety begins to bloom in my stomach. I’ve never done anything like this before.
“Relax, baby girl.” He softly kisses my bare stomach, and another wave of warmth spreads through me. I watch as he opens the box and takes out the bright pink toy.
“That is offensively pink.”
He laughs.
“It may be a bit uncomfortable going in, okay?” I look down at him and watch as he moves my panties to the side and runs the toy through my slit, wetting it with my arousal. It’s not huge, but I can see where it will be big enough to cause some resistance. “I’ll go slow, and I promise it’ll feel good after. Be a good girl, and maybe Daddy will reward you with an orgasm before we leave.”
He begins to push it inside of me, slowly, and I can already feel the stretch of it. He works it in and out of me in shallow thrusts, pushing it in a bit further each time.
“God, you’re fucking perfect,” he tells me, his breath hot on my flesh as he leans forward and licks an agonizingly slow trail around the toy and up to my clit, where he sucks it into his mouth. My hips arch off the bed, and the pressure of the toy builds to where it’s just shy of painful.
He takes my clit between his teeth and pushes the rest of the way as I cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. I feel the toy settle against my G-spot, and the full sensation is going to send me over the edge as his mouth continues its assault.
“Good girl, Holly,” he praises as he begins to move the toy inside of me in tandem with each pull of his mouth on my clit. Sparks of pleasure make my entire body twitch. “I knew my girl would like this,” he continues. “Just wait until I turn it on.”
I moan as he picks up speed, letting the pressure build and build until it finally explodes, rushing through me like lava. My legs shake around his shoulders, and I cry out loud enough that they may be able to hear it downstairs.
He licks around the toy, moving it with his tongue and making my entire body jump at the sensation, before sliding my panties back in place and kissing up my thigh. I bring my legs together and try to get used to the fullness inside of me.